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September 22, 2015

Raise your hand real high if you love cleaning! Oh really? No one? Okay well maybe there is one or two of you out there, but we all know you are rare. (And we all secretly wish we were like you.)

Okay, now how many of you like cleaning with kids? Or do you feel more like this:

I know how it is! I'm not a clean freak and when you have kids (and a husband) you get to wondering why you even try.

But I have advice for my hate cleaning friends: a cleaning schedule. I know it sounds strange, but it has helped tremendous amounts in my home. It makes it possible to do smaller amounts of cleaning, while your house always looks "tidy."

Here is what I do:

Mondays: The start of the week and the dirtiest day. I always start with The Kitchen. It's where I've prepared meals, where kids have gotten snacks, and my husband has made tea (he's the better tea maker). So it's a good idea to start there for me. Cleaning cabinets and floors, anything in the kitchen gets clean.

Tuesday: Bathrooms. I have two in the house, one being strictly my sons.

Wednesday: Living Room

Thursday: Bedrooms

Friday: Floors. I always sweep/vaccum the floors in the rooms I'm working on that day, but this where I focus on those floors. I scrub and mop and make them shine.

Daily Chores:

Dishes: put up/wash

1 or 2 loads of laundry

Pickup 3x/day for 15 minutes

I hope this will inspire you to create your own schedule, and maybe make cleaning not so much of a burden. Let me know some of your cleaning schedules.

September 20, 2015

Boys are gross. They really are! I once stopped Monkey from peeing in the back of his toy dump truck,which was in te middle of his bedroom let me add. Either way, yes they roughhouse and want to fart on your face or pick their noses. I don't know why. But it's true. I won't tell some lie about "oh no they aren't that bad". So far in the four and a half years and a total of three (four if you count my husband) boys running around my house, I have survived! Being the only female and I have survived! The boys have survived and so far no broken bones or long term scars. I don't think.

On a serious note, I wouldn't change it for anything, because there are so many positives that I think are normally ignored. So here are just a few of the reasons I love having boys! I worked hard to narrow this list down.

Boys can be the sweetest creatures on earth: Seriously, you don't know sweet until a little boy has picked you a flower. Maybe it's because little boys aren't expected to pick flowers or give you loves. But they do and when it happens-it'll knock your socks off.

Never have to buy a dress: God bless my parents. They had to purchase three prom dresses, several sorority dresses, and my wedding dress. All of these dresses were probably wore one time and put into a closet and not seen again. With boys it's simple rent a tux for about $80 and off we go!

Shopping for boys is easy: I don't care the season, the time period it doesn't matter. Nine times out of ten boys will wear jeans/shorts and shirts. The prints may change but it's still the same. There aren't dresses,tights,bows,shorts, what's in what's not in. Most of the time it is not that complicated with boys.

I will always have help: Let'a be honest, there are times a man is needed. Such as killing a bug,opening a jar or bringing in the groceries among other things. With my odds I will always have somebody I can call- to come kill those spiders that creep up outta nowhere.

Always fun: tThere will always be laughter in a house with boys! They are wild, rough, silly, and beautiful little creatures. They love their mommas and can do anything they set their minds too! I have laughed more since I've had children then I have ever thought possible.

Children are blessings and we as parents always need to remember this. It isn't always easy but it's always worth it!!

September 15, 2015

A few weeks ago I had a wonderful photo session done with a good friend of mine. Her link is under my picture that she took!!! Either way, I was so excited to see the pictures, and when they started being shown to me I was upset.

Not because Sara had done a bad job but because of my body. I didn't like the way I looked at them, instead of seeing the beauty all I could see was flaws. How many of us mommies dislike our "after kid" bodies? All we see are the problems, and not the miracle that are our bodies. So here I am examining my own!

The first thing I noticed was my upper arms. The women in my family always have thick arms but more then that- my arms lift my 25 pound baby and 40 pound little boy, numerous times a day. They support my boys when they are too tired to walk, or when they have fallen down. My arms are the ones they run too when they need love, or a hand to hold.

My tummy isn't flat. It's carried two large babies that were born by cesarean section. This was my child's home, this is where they were created. This is where tey learned the sound of my heartbeat and voice. It was inside me that they learned they were very loved.

My legs help me run after them , and help me play. They keep me standing so I can cook and put foods in their bellys. My thick legs help me lift them, knowing my back couldn't lift them alone.

My smile isn't perfect, but perfection wasn't what my son was looking for on his first day of school. Itwas my smile letting him know it would all be okay, and that I would be back to get him. It's my face and smile that he wants to see when he's scared at night in his room.

Every bit of our "mom" bodies tells a story of the lives we've brought into this world. The next time you find a "flaw", think of what it's story might be. I would love to hear them!

September 9, 2015

We have survived the first few weeks of Pre-School. So far, monkey has had one accident report, one "fight", and got "fired" from his job. Boys, right?

The accident report was simply a small mark above his eye where a car him and other boys were playing with, jumped up and caught him. The next day, the mark was completely gone.

His first "fight", was very humerous. I went to the school to pick him up, and had Ryker in his baby carrier. A little boy, said "That baby looks like a puppy." Which I guess in a four-year-old's mind, was very mean to say? So Monkey quickly standing up for his brother, says "You don't say that about my bubba!" The kid pushes Monkey, Monkey starts throwing fist(what can I say, he is his momma's child), and the kid gets a quick shot finger into Monkey's eye and it was over. The teacher handled it great, making sure they both got into trouble. Although a small part of me was happy to see that my child defended himself, I reminded him of how we try to keep our hands to ourself.

He was "fired" last Friday, when he wouldn't stop goofing off (he thinks he is the class clown). He wouldn't listen, so he was told he couldn't do his job for the day, which involves picking up the toys outside after recess. So on Monday, he worked really hard to get his job back and did!

He's coming home everyday, telling me all the things he is learning! We have survived, I was so worried and now I'm not sure why I was so worried. Besides being a goofball, he is smart and kind. His teachers enjoy seeing him, and compliment me on him everyday. It's times like this that make me a proud momma!

September 7, 2015

I know, I know... My blogging skills or lack there of have been awful as of late! It's busy being full time mom and wife! I promise I'm going to try to be more constant. However while browsing google I found this beautiful image, and thought it fit perfectly for marriage Mondays.

Sometimes we all need a good reminder of what we promised on our wedding day, and what God expects of us through our marriage!

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